Sunday, 6 November 2016

Atahuri

And, like most folk who stay there, we fell under the spell of owner, Robyn Renouf. Yesterday she invited us back for brunch, as the Animator needed to get a few more pics for another national story. We sat on the rooftop deck until the wind chased us inside and then devoured these delectable whitebait fritters (caught by Robyn's fair hands) and asparagus. We followed that with a guava and passion-fruit cake (the fruit was grown on the two acre beach-front property).

It was a lovely day and I am now suffering from extreme lifestyle envy.

If you're in the vicinity of the Lower North Island and are looking to treat yourself, you could do worse than spend a night at Atahuri.

About Me

Five foot nothing of organised chaos, I've made my living from words as long as I can remember.
This blog began life in May 2010 when we moved to Bristol, UK with the Animator's job. As I consider the Book of Face to be the work of the Devil, this blog was my way of letting friends and family on the other side of the world know what I was up to.
Headhunted back to Welly, NZ in July 2011, we are now, for the time being, happy to be home.
Kick off your shoes and stay a while....